The Exchange (Michael Clifford Fanfic)

Chapter 52

As soon as he took another drag I sprinted toward the door, kinda loudly and I knew I got his attention. I hear him yell and I sprint down the street. I reach the car and I turn around to see him throw his cigarette and run in a full sprint to get to me. I finally got in the car and we sped off. The only issue was that, he was now in his car following us.

"He's fucking following us!" I yell to them and Calum drives faster. "Wait stop... Just stop. Pull over." I sigh grabbing my things. "Are you sure?" Mar whispers. "Yeah, I can't run from him... I live with him Maria..." I say as the car comes to a halt. Opening the car door, I take a deep breath in. Oh well, can't run from him forever.

Michael pulls up and hops out the car. "WHAT TH.." Michael starts to yell but I cut him off by just walking past him. "I'll see you guys at school Monday." I say closing the door behind me. Michael storms away from Calum and Maria and gets in the car. "Grace? What the fuck." He questions me, and he sounds really pissed but at this point I don't even care.

"What?" I reply dully. "What the fuck were you doing?" He says starting the car and whipping it around. "Trying to leave, but I give up." I reply. "Don't." He says stopping the car on the side of the road. "Don't give me this bullshit, 'I have to be with you.' Because you don't. You love me and I know it." He says turning toward me. "YES NO SHIT I LOVE YOU, WHY DON'T YOU BELIEVE ME." I yell in his face.

"Because you just sat here and tried to leave me..." He mumbles. "Because you need to stop being such a jerk to me." I complained sounding like I was a 5 year old. "Then why did you hook up with Luke?" He questions and my heart literally stops. "This is what this is about. You don't think I love you because I fucked Luke." I said harshly, I could tell my choice of words made him more sad than angry.

"Can we just go home and talk about this not on the side of the road?" I say rolling my eyes. "Fine.." He says in a low tone. I couldn't escape the intensity. Usually sleeping, running away or tumblr would help me, but Michael was always just there. Ugh I need an escape. I just want to put the world away...

We drive home in silence and I just look out the window, wishing that this was all a dream.

~

We pull up to the house and we walk straight into the living room. I plop down on the couch and throw my head back. "I just want things to go back to normal." I immediately start crying. He walks over to me and wraps his arms around me. "Me too, Grace." He whispers.

"Tell me why?" he questions and I knew the question would come up again. "Okay. So me and Luke were friends and I really enjoyed his company. We kissed a few times here and there. It was like a crush, but I felt bad because there was this feeling I got when I was around you. I felt like there was like someone putting a rope around me and dragging me to you. And then I saw you with Layla... So then me and Luke hung out a few more times. After I told him we need to stop, he got upset and was acting funny." I couldn't even finish, I just cried harder. "Michael I'm sorry..." I cry harder and harder feeling like shit. "So... then?" he pushes for me to continue. "So then, I went over there to tell him I don't want him to be upset that I want to be with you, but then he was really drunk. He kissed me and I told him it was a bad idea and then he did it again and things just took a turn for the worst."

I finally told Michael what really happened and there was a weight lifted off of my chest. I sunk in further and he hugged me tighter. He places a kiss on my forehead and sighs. "Why are you so mean?" I say looking up. "I just... I lose my temper sometimes. I really don't want to hurt you." He says rubbing small circles on my back. "Can you help me?" he says placing his head on top of mine. And I just nod my head. "I don't want to lose you." I say grabbing his hand and he links our fingers together. He makes lazy patterns on my hand that makes me feel warm.

"But if you don't want to be violent, why does it happen?" I ask him quietly. "Well when I get really angry, it's just like a blackout. And this doesn't happen often. I think the other day when you just told me you'd be my girlfriend and then you got really mad at me. I guess I was trying to get you back, or get you to understand." He explains.

I sigh and just sit quietly, taking deep breaths in and out. "Can we start over?" I finally say and he pulls me away from him slowly so we were facing each other. "You really want to babe?" He says a subtle smile appearing. "Of course. Just really slow, we still need to work out everything. Okay?" I answer him.

"I love you." He says pulling me into a hug. "I know. And I love you" I say grabbing ahold of his hand again. I pulled his hand up to my mouth and bite him. "That's for giving me like 5 bruises, jerk!" I yell and then run upstairs with him following behind me. "Hey!" He calls after me right on my tail.

I run straight into my room and I realize I don't have a fucking door. "Fuck!" I say giggling as Michael runs in. "Now I've got you." He growls with a smirk appearing. He grabs me and throws me over his shoulder. "My room." He says simply and throws me on his bed. I lay back and grab the back of his neck.

I kiss him lightly and he responds with a smile against my lips. "I don't know what I'd do without you." He says simply. The words left his mouth so fast, and then it hit me...

I only have four more months with Michael.

this chater made me sad as crap :(( ughh, pls vote/comment. thank you all!